144 < Chapter 25. Where it should be (5) >

A sword made of melted stars.

An aged sword that doesn't reflect light at all because of its unique properties.

Kaga River!

And a silver sword that glistens evenly through every strand of hair.

If the Blade of Plants contained the night, it seemed to contain Demirea's black midday sun.

If we try to find common ground between the two swords that are so completely different, we should call it the weight. They were both heavyweight swords completely different from those of Calian.

So, Calian was wondering if Earl Eiffel, who would be training the knights hard at this very moment, would also use a heavy sword.

'Because the primordial of the Cairys sword is Siegfried.'

Some of the Knights' swordsmanship that might have a history in Cairys would eventually be slightly heavier, slightly lighter, or even more distinguishable based on Slayman's.

- Kaga River!

Thus, the sound of Siegfried and Brissen's sword, referred to as the Knights of the Cairys' Dual Family, is so confusing.

A flame flashes from the blade of Plants, struck by Demirea's sword.

Not the expression that they were really struggling with that much, or anything like that, but really sparks. The blades of unequal power are constantly entangled, so every time the sword is touched, there is blazing light everywhere.

- Ka-a-a-ang!

Demirea, who used the recoil to change her body's direction of rotation, lowers her sword once again. However, it was blocked by the blade of Plants, which seems to have already anticipated Demirea's movements.

Thus, it was primarily followed by a workshop where Demirea attacked and Plants defended.

Although it hasn't been that long since the fight began, Calian recognized that Plants was' analyzing 'Demirea's sword.

Kalian shakes his head, looking at Plants, who wear their heads to give and receive swords.

"I have to tell you, it's not a good habit to use your head in a fight."

"Prince Plants?"

"Yes."

"I don't know about that. Leah seems to be doing a lot. I thought I was going to lose right away."

I forcibly disbanded the cluttering wizards, talking about useless statues in Wilhelm's Coffin.

Arsen hasn't arrived yet, and Plants, who was next to Khalian, is in the training ground fighting Demirea.

Jan approaches and sits next to Calian, who was sitting alone. Rather than the Prince's acolyte or Siegfried's firstborn, he appeared to be just a typical brother talking about his brother.

"Did Demirea think she was going to lose to my brother?"

"I'm still young, and I think there's a difference in power."

Of course, Jando knows how to wield the sword.

I literally know how to hold it, but I do.

Yan knew, therefore, that 'power' was necessary to deal with Siegfried and Brissen's swords.

"Power difference · · · · · · · · · ·. Well, I don't know."

This muttered Kalian smiles slightly.

Instead of laughing at Yan's eyes that they could not fathom, they seemed to think of Demirea as just a little brother, as if she were just a flower prince.

Yeah, Jan wasn't wrong.

I'm sure it's the Khalian who deals with it, but Demirea was somehow less likely to be a "force" than Plants. However, there are physical differences depending on gender.

- So what?

But it's Demirea.

It's not just fifteen girls with swords, it's Demirea from Siegfried.

Just like giving such a difference to a dog, Demirea's sword is washy and heavy. If Callian drives his lightweight body and sword to extreme speeds, Demyria replaces the power produced from the lightweight speed with weight again.

So Demirea's sword is strong enough.

- Kuang!

The two swords slammed into the front once more, looking like they had to be hit. Demirea gives you strength to hold her bounced sword.

Meanwhile, Plants' sword struck out fairly plausibly. After it reaches out with the sound of the tearing air, Demirea digs a hole in the blade to reverse it.

"Oh."

Yan watches it make a short sound.

He saw the moment of Demirea's attack as if elephant's blood was on his hands. Callian looks at Jan for a moment, quite surprised. It means Demirea has eyes as big as the moment of a gap and enough to follow the Blade of Plants.

And since I'm treating Calian like a pottery doll I just baked, I have this look in my eyes, "Are you worried about me even though you can see things like that?"

- Ka River!

Demirea twists the handle of her sword to stop Plants from striking, aiming between her arms and her neck. And, ca-ang! Kang!

The user spills out three incoming assaults.

This is a completely different direction, a completely different rotational force, and a completely different force from the attack pattern I showed to Plants a moment ago.

The attack was also blocked, but Calian clearly sees the plant's glabellar narrowing. Demirea seems to notice that she was running the attack method when she saw that she was looking at her sword.

It implies that Siegfried's sword should not be judged by its head.

"Do you think he's going to lose?"

Kalian smiles and asks.

Demirea is a beast.

Demirea, who held the sword, was an absolute predator who moved tightly, biting her neck without reason.

Plants changed his attitude after receiving a violent attack from Demirea.

Like the wolf in front of the sinful beast who once stood in front of Kalian.

Plants with those eyes filled with ferocity and calmness give strength to their swords. The Workshop stops, strikes and turns the sword that extends from Demirea and continues.

"But I think Leah's going to win."

Khalian watches them fight with an interesting eye for Yann's answer. If Plants had eaten a little better, Calian would have thought the same thing. Demirea says, "I think I'm going to win."

Maybe Calian hit all the winners and losses at the gambling cage where he went to save Kiri. It was no different this time. When they first encountered the sword, victory and defeat had already been decided in Khalian's mind. I noticed that the tip of Plants' sword was slightly pushed away.

"Demirea will win without fail. My brother is still no match for Demirea."

Demirea, I don't know, felt that Plants couldn't beat himself. That's why they tried to put more heads on.

- Ka-ang!

Two swords collided the third time with a heavy yet sharp sound. With the strength of the reinforcements against him, his voice is like thunder shattering dry skies.

"I'll call Kiri. It would be a shame to miss out on such a good eye sight."

Before coming here, Calian, who found you from Kiri, told you to stay in training, not to worry, because he's going to do something in the Wilhelm Coffin. It's not about Kalian's safety, but the honest Kiri is doing his job, living and dead.

"But Leah said she wanted to fight Prince Charming."

Thus, Jan arrives in Wilhelm later than Demirea, asking questions rather than questions. Jan told me that Kalian would be here because she wanted to challenge Kalian.

Kalian shakes his head.

"I can't today."

Since it was difficult to explain anything else, Calian just said this and laughed.

Whoever the opposing Pokémon is, they don't want to raise their swords today.

Just a moment ago, I was angry enough to get close to Bern, so I was worried that I might do the same thing to Kiri. I'm afraid I won't be able to distinguish between a duel and a real one.

"Can I get you a hot cup of tea? You should be able to get some rest."

Did he understand what he was saying? Jan suddenly asked me with a worried face.

Jan is amazing.

One of Calian's feelings reads so well that no one in the world will ever lose.

Even when I knew I hated coffee. I didn't make any tea, but I haven't made coffee again since I only brought it out once.

Khalian nods, staring at Yan for a moment.

"I want to eat honey tea with lemon."

"Yes, I'll bring it right away."

Demirea and Plants' workshop has been continuing, but it's not their fight you need to worry about right now. It didn't look like Demirea was going to get hurt or lose.

Jan got up without hesitation and went inside the building in Wilhelm Cove to prepare the car.

Khalian glances back at Yan and turns his head back to the training ground.

- Kaga River!

It appears that Plants' breathing has changed somewhat rapidly.

Demirea's face was not so different when she entered the duel wearing a black jacket that might be uncomfortable.

Immediately, Demirea picks up her sword and throws it vertically. The sunlight reflected in the same sword as the mirror. Plants raises his sword, refusing the sparkle. A sword in the dark night sky stops Demirea's attack.

- Ka-ang! Kang!

Then came the counterattack on Plants.

After being pushed back, the user rotates the body in the direction in which the force extends. Rapidly successive stabbing wounds. Kalian once more looks surprised at it, as if it were a split blade.

This time it's not Jan, it's Plants.

"That's mine."

It was clearly an attack that Kalian showed me once before against Plants.

"You've learned more than I thought."

Callian mutters at the smart brother who has learned even what he has never taught. I have a feeling teaching Plants won't take as long as I thought.

Demirea, who had no idea how Kalian reacted, held out a broad sword to stop Plants' attack.

- Shhh!

Immediately, Demirea's sword echoes the final wave. The Blade of Plants stands in front of him, and a silver sword with all its might and all its weight blows it far away.

- Ka-ang!

- Grab it!

The sword, which flew a few meters, falls to the bottom of the training ground and rings the training ground again. Plants does not see where the sword flew. He glanced at Demirea's blade tip, which stopped right in front of his heart, and his hands, which were not shaking at all, and those eyes of solid blue, in turn, stood against the heavy sword.

"You lost."

And like this, he admitted defeat.

Demirea draws her sword. Demirea lowers her head slightly as she pulls her sword in with a skillful grip.

"Well done, Prince."

Then he picks up the falling sword and pushes the lever out to Plants. With the kindness of the victor, Pearly Smiled Plants accepts it. After being treated so harshly, the slight glimpse of an unbroken blade tucks the sword into the sword.

Demirea, who was watching, said.

"A very good sword."

Perhaps if Callian had listened to this, he would have apologized. Another sword made with the same ingredients and given to Kiri. In the past, it seemed that the original owner of the sword was Demirea.

Plants nods slightly.

"It was as heavy as it was good."

A sword Kalian gave me for keeping secrets.

That's how it ended up, tying Plants' feet to the ground without a foolish handful in life. So it was a sword that felt heavier to Plants than anything else.

Somewhat hot, Demirea takes off her jacket and covers her arms.

"Things that divide the way of life and death. I hope it's not too heavy."

Different reasons.

But it was the same conclusion. Not Plants, not Demireado. There's no one with a sword in their hand who's not heavy.

Of course, the same was true of Kalian, who was sitting so far away from them, sipping honey tea.

"Oh, tangerine."

"I thought you might like tangerines more than lemons."

"Yes, good."

How Jan knew this again.

Instead of lemon, I was sweetened by the scent of honey tea containing tangerine. With that scent, Kalian, who lives with the heaviest sword, smiles together, facing Jan.